Mended Hearts

7th Grade

"I'm so excited for 7th grade this year, I hope I don't act like a complete idiot,". I say to myself while getting dressed for my first day looking in the mirror fixing my long black  hair to the side so I can see. "Gross I look like a little baby", I mutter to myself.

As I start walking out of the bathroom and throw my little brothers shoes on his chest, "Yo wake up we got our first day of school in one hour, get dressed", I tell him as I'm walking into my closet. I scan all of my billion shades of black and find my new favorite hoodie and threw it on. As I start walking out the door, my little brother Damien runs up behind me and starts being his annoying brotherly self.

"Try not to be a bad kid this time", I put my hand on his shoulder as I'm saying my advice. "Our mom has enough stress as it is Damien, we don't need to add more weight to what she already carries, ok?", I ask him as we get in the car to drop him off first. He just shrugs and shakes his head in a understanding kind of way. I don't care how he communicates, just as long as he keeps his word.

I walk into my new middle school, it's my first day of 7th grade and on top of that I'm the new kid in town. Wonderful right? I end up walking to the office because I get lost eventually. My voice is quiet and shy "Excuse me ma'am, can you point my class out to me?". The woman has to practically look get out of her chair and look over her desk just to get a look at me. In case I forgot to mention I'm only about 4'9 or 4'10. "Well sweetie you look like you're new, right?". I tell her "Yes ma'am it's my first day here and I don't know where I'm supposed to go.", She then walks me upstairs and down the hall to my first class.

It just so happens my first class would be Art. "Perfect I think to myself, start out the day easy.", I chuckle just a small bit to myself. I walk in the door and I feel the gaze of at least a couple dozen eyes look in my direction. My stomach sinks deep down into a pit and I can't move, because my feet are firmly planted to the ground. I heard a girl somewhere in the crowd say "Ohhh he's so cute.", That's when I feel all the blood rushing to my face and the I starts to get hotter than it really was outside.

The teacher Mrs. Bates points at a desk and asks me to go sit in it so class can begin. "Damn it if only I wasn't so damn shy.", I think to myself as I close my eyes and take a small nap before next period begins. I already miss my old friends, the ones I could be myself around. I miss my best friend and I miss doing sports at my of school. God...I hope tomorrow will be better than today, cause I already knew I fucked up this one. The bell rings for the next class period and I slowly wake and walk into the hall for next period. I hate being the new kid.

All of a sudden someone walks up next to me. "Hey your the new guy, aren't you?, I look next to me and it's a sharply dressed Mexican boy in the same jeans I'm wearing. "Yeah I am, names Liam though.", He looks back at me and laughs. "Like as in that boy band one direction?!?", I joke about it "Hey it was my name first before he started that, ok?", He smirks. "Yeah, Yeah whatever just stick with me and these middle school years will go by like a breeze.", I shrug. "Alright so what best friends?", He looks at me. " I thought you'd never ask haha, by the way I'm Moses.", I laugh. Well I guess this year ain't gonna be all that bad. I think I could even bare to live here, for at least awhile.